[ Предположительная тональность: F ] Getting Surreal The Fratellis (from "Eyes Wide, Tongue Tied") Tempo is a slow 4. | A | A | A | A . G D | A | A . G D | A | A . G D | (band in) A F Well, everybody knows when, ah, tell me again A F Fatten up the pig and, baby, let's pretend A F That I can see the joke at the beginnin' or the end E F G Let me know the secret, honey, then I'll be your best friend A F Alakazam, Kalakazoo, Salaam A F Meet me in the jungle where they never give a damn A F If your clothes don't fit, or if your marriage is a sham E F G They never weigh a woman by the kilo or the gram C F If you got to make it, baby, make it real C Bb F Get up of your knees and tell me, how do you feel? C F Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed Bb F G# Bb | C | C | Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal A F Well, written in the stars is the great big lie A F That you never get to see until the minute that you die A F By the time you get to heaven you're a whole 'nother guy E F G It's maybe just as well that you never had a third eye A F Little pig, little pig, lock your door A F Take the gun from the wall and even up the score A F Well, I don't even know who the sun shines for E F G And I don't believe what I believe any more C F If you got to make it, baby, make it real C Bb F Get up of your knees and tell me, how do you feel? C F Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed Bb F G# Bb Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal C F Hollywood death smile flash me a grin C Bb F Laughin' gas don't cut it when you're rotten within C F Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed Bb F G# Bb | C | C | Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal Bridge: | C | Bb . C . | C | Bb . C . | C | Bb . C . | C | Bb . C . | | C Bb F Bb | C | C Bb F Bb | C | nc Well, it's hotdog logic in a grapefruit time Flutter your eyelids and, honey, you'll be fine Throw me your sins and I'll keep 'em with mine F G You got a headful of stone and that's somethin' divine A F Get a little head rush, swallow a fly A F Cut off your memories and hang them out to dry A F It was a beautiful noise but now it's tumbling by E F G Well, I was never here, there was never you or I C F If you got to make it, baby, make it real C Bb F Get up of your knees and tell me, how do you feel? C F Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed Bb F G# Bb Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal C F Hollywood death smile flash me a grin C Bb F Laughin' gas don't cut it when you're rotten within C F Nothin' untrue can ever be revealed Bb F G# Bb | C | C . Bb F | Cover my eyes, this is gettin' surreal | C | C . Bb F | C | C . Bb F | C | C . Bb F | C <> | Charted by Dexex I write chord charts for my own use as a rhythm guitarist. I don't claim they are the "right" way. They're not intended to be taken as tabs - which notate exactly how a song was played on a recording.
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